Current
Apologies to everyone, responses are todays priority
5 yrs ago
Well i guess its time to start over again, responses are on the way just dealing with a fuckton of stress in all forms rn mostly emotional
1
like
5 yrs ago
Can we get the unkillable glitch garuga back that deflected all colors of sharpness and scoffed at traps lmao, or heavenly rathalos lmao
2
likes
6 yrs ago
Will respond to all rps later this evening
6 yrs ago
Doing beyond better and ready to rp again
2
likes
Bio
Currently a resident of Infanus I lead a group of misfits by the name of the Obsidian Seraph. We are a bunch of Anti-heroes some of us our swords for hire but all in all we are a family. and I The Lord-of-Frozen-Flame likes to rp in my spare time and im into all sort of rps just ask no seriously I get all happy when you do it see:
I like to joke poke fun its me so lets rp and have all teh fun NO BUT FORREALSY Name: Eric or that guy LOL Age: 29 Gender: Male S.O: Straight Location: Philly Personality: I'm very chill and easygoing. not the greatest at writing but i assure everything is easy to understand. Anything else you would like to know, please ask :3
Some of my OCs
Age – 15 DOB – july 1st Height – 5'9" Weight – 220lbs (Full dragon 4tons) Nickname - My name is Sear Favorite Color - Orange, Red, Ash Gray, Black Favorite Music - Any type of Metal Weapon - Barehanded but if i need to i prefer lances Skin - Light Brown Hair - Black with wide red streaks Eyes - They change im told from red to orange to yellow and if im absolutely angry Purple Favorite foods - Meat, anything spicy Likes - Women, Chaos, Fighting, Women, watching things burn, Little girls not many know this about me but i have a soft spot for them. Dislikes - Goody goodies, cold food, Cocky people, Prudes Favorite activities - Anything involving mischief, hunting, eating, Sex both polymorphed and dragon form. Profession/Occupation - Student Motivations - Women Mannerisms - snorts out short bursts of sonic / Electrical energy,
Age – 19 DOB – February 4, 1995 Height – 5’ 5” Weight – 140lbs Nickname – Shimmer, Goldy Favorite Color – Any shade or tint of gold Favorite Music – Anything she can dance to Weapon – Dual handguns, The Martial Art of Capoeira • Dragon Firearm - Gold - Alignment – LG - Regular Shot – Vanishing Shot - Legacy Shot – Forgotten Existence Skin – Caramel or a really light brown Hair – Dirty blonde w/ white gold highlights Eyes – Gold Favorite foods – Whatever She’s a girl with an appetite Likes – Dancing, Sparring, free Running Dislikes – Laziness and assholes Favorite activities – Teaching, testing her skills against stronger opponents Profession/Occupation – Teacher/ Dance instructor Motivations – Her students Mannerisms – Counting always counting be it for a dance routine or music she is always counting
Age – 22 (Human Years) 198(Elven Years) Race - Dark Elf (Drow) DOB – August 16th, 1994 Height – 5’3 Weight – 189lbs Nickname – Silva, Fang Favorite Color – Jet Black, Crimson, Teal Favorite Music - Pop Weapon – Gauntlets and Grieves Skin - Brown Hair - Silver Eyes – Violet with Ice Blue Flecks Favorite foods - Meat raw or Rare of any animal Likes - Hunting and tracking and Catching and killing Dislikes – Slow days, boring days, Boring people Favorite activities – Playing tag, sparring, or playing manhunt Profession/Occupation – Unorthodox Ranger Animal Companion Name - Sylvia Creature – Dire Wolf (Ice Blue) Motivations – Wants to leave a lasting respectable and good example of what it means to be a good Lycan and Drow for his younger siblings Mannerisms – Shadowboxing when idle, tendency to wander off Short Bio – Feleal was born into a middle class drow family where he was taught to set a good example for his brothers and sister as he was the first born. At a young age Feleal was different he displayed a style of hunting that confused even his own mother. Instead of taking up a bow and arrow he would stalk his prey from the trees silent as silent could be and surprise them, beating them until they were within an inch of life and then begin to eat them. When asked about his methods he responded “Because they’re weak and can’t stop me.” To which he promptly smiled. It wasn’t until his baby sister tried to mimic his style and got badly injured that he chose to do things by the book, but only in the presence of her whenever he is alone he will resort to his method. He left home to make a name for himself in the adventuring world and found himself in several dire straits but always found a way out and whenever he would “Wolf Out” his savage more primal side would take over and the hunting ALWAYS resulted in death by any means necessary. Upon returning to normal size his Hunger would peak along with his sex drive and would often go through several women at a local brothel. Where he can often be found renting a room. (Lycan Form) Height – 10t 2in Weight – 320lbs Weapon – Claws and Fangs Hair - Black Eyes – Ice Blue with fleck of violet Likes - Killing, Fighting, Hunting and just plain brutality Dislikes - PACIFISM
"I'll stay in think I can do that especially if u really believe you can help but if you have to cut into my head I ask that if there is anyway possible that u number or dull the pain as much as possible but not put me under I tend to thrash around if I'm asleep especially if it's a nightmare." He said rubbing his scars at the back of his head.
Chris would take the pills and just at the feel of them in his hand he loosened up. “Thank you Ms.Whitney I really do appreciate it and if you really wanna help us and are his daughter then I guess there is no harm in sharing some info with you.” Christopher would say “as I told you my name is Christopher Holloway and I was among the initial few that were experimented on I guess, in so many words you could call me a failure” He chuckled “You see he…your father I mean opened up my head and made my brain hyperaware and did something that causes instantaneous evolution but the catch is for it to activate it has to be triggered from a dream it is a gift or was until I found out what happens if I have a nightmare. you see, I can have real harm done to me if I am harmed in these nightmares and if it’s a nightmare involving me being hunted whatever it is that was hunting me it will super impose itself onto whatever I am seein after I wake I’ve survived it only twice but not without complications.” He would say as he slumped in the couch
"Thank you my name is Christopher Holloway and i would really appreciate your help but you gotta understand i cant sleep everytime i sleep there is a chance i could die. i dont know what he did but i...i please i need those pills until you can figure something out it will make coping a bit easier please" He pleaded as he was deathly scared of sleep.
“He what” Chris cried out “No, no, no, this isn’t good he helped me and he made them not as bad as they could get I need…you don’t understand, he did things to me, to my mind and he’s the only one that can make them stop” Chris said pacing back and forth removing his glasses and rubbing away the tears that were beginning to form at the thought of him never being able to sleep like a normal person again. “Forgive me I’m sorry it’s just I need sleep but I can’t sleep and I really need these pills he had given me I ran out and they help to keep me awake” he said at this point he had begun to ramble nervously at lily
This Chris's worst fear, he had fallen asleep but it was no ordinary sleep his body was pushed beyond its limits thanks to the pills. This had not caused a sleep so much as his body revolting and shutting down when he could go no further.
DREAM SEQUENCE He laid in a pit of utter blackness nothing could be seen but EVERYTHING could be heard he called out into the void and he prayed that whatever answered him was nothing malicious. A small child engulfed in the brightest light yet wore tattered clothing identical to what Chris wore looked at him and said but one word. "Run" and seconds after the word was uttered a hand grabbed the boy and squeezed.
In those moments a bone chilling blood curdling scream was heard as the faint sound of crunching bones followed. As Chris turned to run he slipped in a pool of blood and as he looked around he no longer saw the hand or the body that should have been left of the boy. He felt something begin to squirm in his hand, but no recollection of picking things up and as he opened his hand he saw the boy broken and damaged.
(He was the hand himself and the boy in short telling him to run away from himself and what he was capable of. But in turn gaining strength enough in his grip alone to break bones of any limb he grasped like a twig, but also a fear of himself unable to look at his own reflection without being reminded of what happened)
Slowly coming to hrs later. Chris would look around at the decor of the room he was taken to and look around until he found an able bodied person. As he made his way down the hall this became a bit easier as there seemed to be a conversation happening. Leaning against the wall he saw one of the people exit and they spoke to him after bowing? This confused Chris “He didn’t look at me like a junkie” He thought to himself. and before allowing @Kibaro to leave he would smile a weak smile and nod back. Before heading into the office. “Go..good afternoon my name is Chris I was looking for Dr. Whitney have you seen him I need…I was hoping he could help” Chris spoke his voice still a bit shaky and not definitely sure as to who the woman was @KatherinWinter he didn’t talk to much about why he needed Dr.Whitney’s help.
his only distinct differnce from the pic is that he is brownskin (chocolate if you will)
Age - Ageless
Gender - Male
Race - Spirit
How did you die – The woman that dreamt him up and pulled him into reality was murdered by her current boyfriend and as such he could no longer exist and had begun to fade away.
Brief History - Dorian wasn’t born. He was a literal creation an imaginary friend turned temporary boyfriend, she had no idea how strong her power was until she dreamt about him and when she awoke he was there sleeping on her floor and her screams startled him awake and he looked on at her and comforted her perfectly how she had always dreamed of him doing. Things became amazing between the two and her want for him grew to the point of allowing some form of physical contact and everything came crashing down the day she met “HIM” a guy that didn’t have to focus to touch her one she didn’t dream up one that was there and knew what she wanted and needed w/o having it planted in him. This caused Dorian to grow beyond pissed she was his and he was being replaced and he would begin to thrash around in her room every time the other guy came over. And it was almost as if he could see Dorian because every time he kissed her and touched her in the ways that Dorian once did he would look in Dorian’s direction and smile. Eventually the girl told Dorian it was ok and in so many words told him he had outlived his usefulness and tried to send him away but his will to stay wouldn’t allow that and he wandered the world for decades never aging beyond his current looks until the one day he met A Certain Voodoo doll that seemed to understand hima and things grew slowly great between the two. And their lives were happy they grew to love one another. Meanwhile his creator had gotten into an accident on a night that he and Charley were growing intimate and ust as he leaned in to kiss her he began to flicker this could only mean one thing that his creator was dying but he didn’t wanna leave charley alone and by such he held onto her and as he began to unravel so did she until nothing remained of either of them.
Currently a resident of Infanus I lead a group of misfits by the name of the Obsidian Seraph. We are a bunch of Anti-heroes some of us our swords for hire but all in all we are a family. and I The Lord-of-Frozen-Flame likes to rp in my spare time and im into all sort of rps just ask no seriously I get all happy when you do it see: [hider=me excited][img]http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/9ffeddf122c4408fb543792c25cbad7c/http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l361/Aizen77/Chibi_Ulquiorra2.jpg[/img][/hider] I like to joke poke fun its me so lets rp and have all teh fun
NO BUT FORREALSY
Name: Eric or that guy LOL
Age: 29
Gender: Male
S.O: Straight
Location: Philly
Personality: I'm very chill and easygoing. not the greatest at writing but i assure everything is easy to understand. Anything else you would like to know, please ask :3
[center][b]Some of my OCs[/b][/center]
[center][hider=SEAR VOLTROCK]Age – 15
DOB – july 1st
Height – 5'9"
Weight – 220lbs (Full dragon 4tons)
Nickname - My name is Sear
Favorite Color - Orange, Red, Ash Gray, Black
Favorite Music - Any type of Metal
Weapon - Barehanded but if i need to i prefer lances
Skin - Light Brown
Hair - Black with wide red streaks
Eyes - They change im told from red to orange to yellow and if im absolutely angry Purple
Favorite foods - Meat, anything spicy
Likes - Women, Chaos, Fighting, Women, watching things burn, Little girls not many know this about me but i have a soft spot for them.
Dislikes - Goody goodies, cold food, Cocky people, Prudes
Favorite activities - Anything involving mischief, hunting, eating, Sex both polymorphed and dragon form.
Profession/Occupation - Student
Motivations - Women
Mannerisms - snorts out short bursts of sonic / Electrical energy,
[/hider][/center]
[center][hider=CANARY FEINGOLD]Age – 19
DOB – February 4, 1995
Height – 5’ 5”
Weight – 140lbs
Nickname – Shimmer, Goldy
Favorite Color – Any shade or tint of gold
Favorite Music – Anything she can dance to
Weapon – Dual handguns, The Martial Art of Capoeira
• Dragon Firearm - Gold
- Alignment – LG
- Regular Shot – Vanishing Shot
- Legacy Shot – Forgotten Existence
Skin – Caramel or a really light brown
Hair – Dirty blonde w/ white gold highlights
Eyes – Gold
Favorite foods – Whatever She’s a girl with an appetite
Likes – Dancing, Sparring, free Running
Dislikes – Laziness and assholes
Favorite activities – Teaching, testing her skills against stronger opponents
Profession/Occupation – Teacher/ Dance instructor
Motivations – Her students
Mannerisms – Counting always counting be it for a dance routine or music she is always counting
[/hider][/center]
[center][hider=FELEAL NIGHTMEADOW]
Age – 22 (Human Years) 198(Elven Years)
Race - Dark Elf (Drow)
DOB – August 16th, 1994
Height – 5’3
Weight – 189lbs
Nickname – Silva, Fang
Favorite Color – Jet Black, Crimson, Teal
Favorite Music - Pop
Weapon – Gauntlets and Grieves
Skin - Brown
Hair - Silver
Eyes – Violet with Ice Blue Flecks
Favorite foods - Meat raw or Rare of any animal
Likes - Hunting and tracking and Catching and killing
Dislikes – Slow days, boring days, Boring people
Favorite activities – Playing tag, sparring, or playing manhunt
Profession/Occupation – Unorthodox Ranger
Animal Companion
Name - Sylvia
Creature – Dire Wolf (Ice Blue)
Motivations – Wants to leave a lasting respectable and good example of what it means to be a good Lycan and Drow for his younger siblings
Mannerisms – Shadowboxing when idle, tendency to wander off
Short Bio – Feleal was born into a middle class drow family where he was taught to set a good example for his brothers and sister as he was the first born. At a young age Feleal was different he displayed a style of hunting that confused even his own mother. Instead of taking up a bow and arrow he would stalk his prey from the trees silent as silent could be and surprise them, beating them until they were within an inch of life and then begin to eat them. When asked about his methods he responded “Because they’re weak and can’t stop me.” To which he promptly smiled. It wasn’t until his baby sister tried to mimic his style and got badly injured that he chose to do things by the book, but only in the presence of her whenever he is alone he will resort to his method.
He left home to make a name for himself in the adventuring world and found himself in several dire straits but always found a way out and whenever he would “Wolf Out” his savage more primal side would take over and the hunting ALWAYS resulted in death by any means necessary. Upon returning to normal size his Hunger would peak along with his sex drive and would often go through several women at a local brothel. Where he can often be found renting a room.
(Lycan Form)
Height – 10t 2in
Weight – 320lbs
Weapon – Claws and Fangs
Hair - Black
Eyes – Ice Blue with fleck of violet
Likes - Killing, Fighting, Hunting and just plain brutality
Dislikes - PACIFISM
[/hider][/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Currently a resident of Infanus I lead a group of misfits by the name of the Obsidian Seraph. We are a bunch of Anti-heroes some of us our swords for hire but all in all we are a family. and I The Lord-of-Frozen-Flame likes to rp in my spare time and im into all sort of rps just ask no seriously I get all happy when you do it see: <div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="me excited">me excited [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><img src="http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/9ffeddf122c4408fb543792c25cbad7c/http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l361/Aizen77/Chibi_Ulquiorra2.jpg" /></div></div> I like to joke poke fun its me so lets rp and have all teh fun<br>NO BUT FORREALSY<br>Name: Eric or that guy LOL<br>Age: 29<br>Gender: Male<br>S.O: Straight<br>Location: Philly<br>Personality: I'm very chill and easygoing. not the greatest at writing but i assure everything is easy to understand. Anything else you would like to know, please ask :3<br><br><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-b">Some of my OCs</span></div><br><div class="bb-center"><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="SEAR VOLTROCK">SEAR VOLTROCK [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none">Age – 15<br>DOB – july 1st <br>Height – 5'9"<br>Weight – 220lbs (Full dragon 4tons)<br>Nickname - My name is Sear<br>Favorite Color - Orange, Red, Ash Gray, Black<br>Favorite Music - Any type of Metal<br>Weapon - Barehanded but if i need to i prefer lances<br>Skin - Light Brown<br>Hair - Black with wide red streaks<br>Eyes - They change im told from red to orange to yellow and if im absolutely angry Purple<br>Favorite foods - Meat, anything spicy<br>Likes - Women, Chaos, Fighting, Women, watching things burn, Little girls not many know this about me but i have a soft spot for them. <br>Dislikes - Goody goodies, cold food, Cocky people, Prudes<br>Favorite activities - Anything involving mischief, hunting, eating, Sex both polymorphed and dragon form.<br>Profession/Occupation - Student<br>Motivations - Women<br>Mannerisms - snorts out short bursts of sonic / Electrical energy,</div></div></div><br><div class="bb-center"><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="CANARY FEINGOLD">CANARY FEINGOLD [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none">Age – 19<br>DOB – February 4, 1995 <br>Height – 5’ 5”<br>Weight – 140lbs<br>Nickname – Shimmer, Goldy<br>Favorite Color – Any shade or tint of gold<br>Favorite Music – Anything she can dance to<br>Weapon – Dual handguns, The Martial Art of Capoeira<br>•	Dragon Firearm - Gold<br>-	Alignment – LG <br>-	Regular Shot – Vanishing Shot<br>-	Legacy Shot – Forgotten Existence <br>Skin – Caramel or a really light brown<br>Hair – Dirty blonde w/ white gold highlights<br>Eyes – Gold<br>Favorite foods – Whatever She’s a girl with an appetite <br>Likes – Dancing, Sparring, free Running<br>Dislikes – Laziness and assholes<br>Favorite activities – Teaching, testing her skills against stronger opponents <br>Profession/Occupation – Teacher/ Dance instructor<br>Motivations – Her students<br>Mannerisms – Counting always counting be it for a dance routine or music she is always counting</div></div></div><br><div class="bb-center"><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="FELEAL NIGHTMEADOW">FELEAL NIGHTMEADOW [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none">Age – 22 (Human Years) 198(Elven Years)<br>Race - Dark Elf (Drow)<br>DOB – August 16th, 1994<br>Height – 5’3<br>Weight – 189lbs<br>Nickname – Silva, Fang<br>Favorite Color – Jet Black, Crimson, Teal <br>Favorite Music - Pop<br>Weapon – Gauntlets and Grieves<br>Skin - Brown<br>Hair - Silver<br>Eyes – Violet with Ice Blue Flecks<br>Favorite foods - Meat raw or Rare of any animal<br>Likes - Hunting and tracking and Catching and killing<br>Dislikes – Slow days, boring days, Boring people<br>Favorite activities – Playing tag, sparring, or playing manhunt<br>Profession/Occupation – Unorthodox Ranger<br>Animal Companion<br>	Name - Sylvia<br>	Creature – Dire Wolf (Ice Blue)<br>Motivations – Wants to leave a lasting respectable and good example of what it means to be a good Lycan and Drow for his younger siblings<br>Mannerisms – Shadowboxing when idle, tendency to wander off<br>Short Bio – Feleal was born into a middle class drow family where he was taught to set a good example for his brothers and sister as he was the first born. At a young age Feleal was different he displayed a style of hunting that confused even his own mother. Instead of taking up a bow and arrow he would stalk his prey from the trees silent as silent could be and surprise them, beating them until they were within an inch of life and then begin to eat them. When asked about his methods he responded “Because they’re weak and can’t stop me.” To which he promptly smiled. It wasn’t until his baby sister tried to mimic his style and got badly injured that he chose to do things by the book, but only in the presence of her whenever he is alone he will resort to his method.<br>He left home to make a name for himself in the adventuring world and found himself in several dire straits but always found a way out and whenever he would “Wolf Out” his savage more primal side would take over and the hunting ALWAYS resulted in death by any means necessary. Upon returning to normal size his Hunger would peak along with his sex drive and would often go through several women at a local brothel. Where he can often be found renting a room.<br>(Lycan Form)<br>Height – 10t 2in<br>Weight – 320lbs<br>Weapon – Claws and Fangs<br>Hair - Black<br>Eyes – Ice Blue with fleck of violet<br>Likes - Killing, Fighting, Hunting and just plain brutality<br>Dislikes - PACIFISM</div></div></div></div>